In which it is said that Aurora Hagen is the cursed child, often followed by great ordeals, and is determined to see through them.
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When asked at the beginning of the year, whether or not Aurora felt pain from an eerie event happening, she said no. That was the truth. Aurora felt no pain, but rather anxious. It was as if something within her bothered her, but she couldn't identify it as what or how exactly it felt. Though, if she were to be asked again — now — Aurora would reply with a simple yes.
Pain radiated throughout her body, from head to toe, and she wasn't able to take it anymore. At first, it was bearable, but as the school year came to an end, it wasn't something she was able to handle. Not once in the past has she ever had to endure a sort of pain that she wasn't able to deal with no matter how dreadful the situation was... Well, except that one time in the third year when the Whomping Willow flung her across the grounds and she ended up breaking her leg when she landed horribly wrong.
Though, this time it was different.
Aurora's body burned from the inside out, she was able to describe it as if she was being set on fire. Madam Pomfrey even confirmed the night before that she had a high-grade fever. Her body temperature was soon normalized after an ice bath and some healing potions from both the school matron and the Potions Master.
However, none of it seemed to work when Aurora was yet again lying in bed with a fever and pain on the morning of the last task.
"I can bring you breakfast," Susan insisted.
"We either bring it to you or you join us in the Great Hall," Megan sternly said. "We've got exams this morning and it won't be any good for you to not–"
Feeling like her head was about to explode, Aurora said, "I'll join you in the Great Hall... I'll be there. Just please, let me take a minute for myself so I can get ready."
"If you aren't feeling well–" Hannah started but was cut off by Susan shoving her in the ribs with her elbow. Abbott sighed. "We'll be waiting for you."
When Aurora heard their footsteps leave the dorm and the door close behind them, she opened the curtains to her bed and stepped out from behind them. Quickly, she grabbed her wand off the nightstand beside her bed and casted the Locking Spell on the door. She then began pacing the room in circles as she tried to normalize her breathing. She was quite aware that a breakdown was about to happen, but she didn't know how to stop it.
"Breathe, Aurora," she told herself in a whisper. Her hands ran through her hair furiously and eagerly, wanting to calm down. She inhaled and exhaled slowly and shakily. A sort of lump around the size of a tennis ball formed in her throat as tears welled in her eyes. She thickly swallowed passed it and turned swiftly on her heels in the direction of her mirror.
